Yes, Monsieur?

I don't need you, Sir

~Andy's POV~

The next morning my lower back was aching and I'm sure it was probably bruised but the fuck in the shower had been worth it, it had made me feel wanted again. I wasn't going to get attached to Jasper though, he was just someone I would go to if I wanted to get off. I couldn't afford to become emotionally attached to anyone. But maybe I could let myself go a little and flirt with some other male staff. I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I was there for them whenever they wanted, it made me feel less lonely than I'd been feeling the past 4 months.

Today I was supposed to be cleaning out Misters room and bathroom thoroughly, I wasn't looking forward to that, it meant I would most likely run into Ashley, but I'd just be professional about it. I didn't need to speak to him.

It was a struggle to get out of bed as my thoughts went downhill again, it always happened when I would sit and think about Ashley, It just made me feel so sad yet numb at the same time. I craved attention from Ashley, I couldn't deny that, his attention made me feel valid, like I was truly worth something. And without that, I felt worthless, I wanted to run away. I hated that I was so dependent on others, it made me feel weak and useless.

It didn't take long to get dressed, I just pulled on my stockings, panties and then my dress. I slipped my shoes on then I did my makeup and hair. I checked how I looked in the mirror before I was off, walking down the hall with my cleaning supplies. I would clean the bathroom first since that would probably take the longest. Upon reaching his room I could hear noises... his girlfriend was here, or someone was. He was fucking someone which meant I couldn't go through to his bathroom and start cleaning yet. I was going to have to wait until he was finished and god knows how long that was going to take.

I left the cleaning supplies on the floor outside his room and wandered off to go find Jasper or one of the other more attractive male workers. There was one called Bellamy that had amazing muscles, and I'm sure his dick must be just as amazing. I'm pretty sure he's from Australia which makes him even more interesting to fuck with.

I eventually found Bellamy in Misters office, cleaning up all the scrap paper and tidying up the desk. I knocked on the door and made sure my hair was sitting nice.

"Yeah?" He called, turning round and spotting me standing in the doorway, biting my lip. I'm sure my intention was clear because he smirked a little. He was friends with Jasper so he may have heard about our little incident in the shower room.

"Well, I was just wondering if you could help me out with something..." I started, twirling a strand of hair round my finger as I stepped a little further into the room. I pushed the door closed behind me.

"I think I could definitely help you out." Bellamy nodded, walking towards me. "That's provided we're talking about the same thing here." His voice was low and it made my body shudder as I imagined what he could do to me.

I let my hands wander up his arms to his shoulders then down his chest as he moved closer to me, backing me up against the wall. "It's just a small thing." I whispered breathily before his lips collided with mine.

The kiss was hot and rough, his body pushed against mine and his hand pinned my wrists to the wall above my head. Not a word was spoken as he slid his hand up my dress to rub my dick slowly. I was already half hard just from the thought of Bellamy so it wasn't taking much to get me going. I bucked against his hand, whimpering into his mouth. I needed more than this. I craved more than this. Even if it was just to get over Ashley.

"Mm.. fuck, please.. fuck me." I begged, arching my back when his lips trailed down to leave more bruises and bite marks on my sensitive neck.

"With pleasure." He muttered in reply, yanking my panties down. He let go of my wrists and shoved me down to the ground. Unbuttoning his pants with his other hand. "Get sucking first." He demanded.